Chapter Eighty-One: The Choice of Swordsmanship

  When the first ice lotus on the snowy peak of Manglong Mountain bloomed and emitted fragrance, Qianchao City quietly entered the golden September.

  For the young masters of the Qin family, this means that the most important day of the year is about to arrive - the Dao Tang competition and the clan's grand comparison!

  This year's Clan Grand Competition is not ordinary, the Tiancheng Sword Sect opened its closed mountain gate for three years and began to recruit disciples. The ten places of the Qin family are to be selected from the Clan Grand Competition.

  However, newcomers who have just been in the industry for a year are not eligible to compete for the limited spots. They need to go through a family competition to decide who is qualified to stay and who will be eliminated.

  Some of the excellent disciples can enter the inner hall of each sect, and some will be used to fill the strength of various branches. Finally, those with the worst strength and no future for cultivation can only be sent back to their hometown.

  No one wants to return home with shame, so before the grand competition of the clan arrives, everyone is working hard, just to win a good ranking in the battle at the Taoist temple.

  The legitimate children of the Qin family, on the other hand, will engage in the most intense open and secret struggle for the ten Sword Sect quotas.

  The entire Qin family and Moyang Island fell into a dry, restless atmosphere because of this.

  Qin's Ancestral Mansion, Vermilion Bird Building.

  The Vermilion Bird Tower is the residence of the head of the Qin clan and the direct line of the eldest house. This seven-story tall majestic building is also the core of the ancestral mansion, and many decisions that determine the fate of the family are made from the top floor's Ling Tian Pavilion, representing the family's supreme authority.

  In a luxurious study on the fifth floor, Qin Xiao Yue looked at the warrior kneeling in front of him with an extremely unpleasant expression.

  Bang!

  He picked up the white jade paperweight on his desk and slammed it onto the warrior's head: "Get out, get out of here, useless thing!"

  The paperweight broke into three pieces and fell on the luxurious woolen carpet, and the warrior was suddenly smashed with a broken head and bleeding.

  However, the warrior didn't dare to wipe it away and hastily bowed his head and backed out of the study.

  Qin Xiao Yue's anger had nowhere to vent, and he grabbed the Qingyu porcelain vase on the table and smashed it against the wall. The poor antique worth thousands of dollars was reduced to powder in an instant, becoming an innocent victim.

  The two warriors standing guard outside the study door heard the sound coming from inside and looked at each other, neither of them speaking.

  Recently, the temper of this eldest grandson of the Qin family has been very bad. Several subordinates who made mistakes were severely punished, making everyone in the manor's guards and servants feel insecure.

  Qin Xiao Yue's temper and a person are inseparable.

  More than half a month ago, he sent Xie Wanqing and his two trusted subordinates to deal with Qin Yun, but so far there has been no news, as if the three had evaporated into thin air.

  And he received news from Lincheng that Qin Yun had successfully eliminated the bandits at Qingfeng Ridge, rescued many kidnapped hostages, and was continuing to pursue and kill the fleeing thieves.

  There is no news about Xie Wanqing at all.

  This made Qin Xiao Yue seriously suspect that his most favored concubine had betrayed him, and even suspected that Xie Wan Qing had eloped with one of the warriors and killed another, putting a green hat on him!

  Although this guess is unlikely, he really can't think of any other reason. It's impossible that Qin Yun wiped out all three people, right?

  He wanted to deal with Qin Yun, who was safe and sound, but the people around him had lost three. The mood of this young master of the Qin family was naturally not good.

  Bang! Bang!

  The door of the study was lightly knocked on.

  Qin Xiao Yue took a deep breath, suppressing the fire and depression in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Come in!"

  The door was pushed open and walking in wasn't Qin Xiaoyue's servant, but unexpectedly Qin Wenbing!

  Qin Wenbing obviously wasn't here for the first time, he didn't exchange pleasantries and directly walked to the chair beside the desk and sat down, saying: "Big brother, Qin Yun that guy is back, now in the Foreign Affairs Hall!"

  Qin Yun is back!

  Qin Xiao Yue suddenly stood up, his eyes gleaming with a frightening light, startling Qin Wen Bing: "Big brother, what's going on..."

  Qin Xiao shook his head: "Nothing, this guy is just lucky."

  "Hmph!" Qin Wenbing said venomously: "This is the clan's grand comparison, let me see if his luck is still as good as before. This time I'll make him wish he were dead!"

  "You're confident you'll definitely succeed?" Qin Xiao Yue glanced at him lightly.

  Qin Xiaoyue actually looked down on Qin Wenbing in his heart, he was completely a useless and incompetent rich second generation, several times when dealing with Qin Yun were all sneaky and ineffectual, it was simply a loss of face for the legitimate sons.

  However, he took the initiative to surrender, and Qin Xiaoyue didn't mind having more dogs under his door. Qin Wenbing was after all the second son of the third house, and his father Qin Lihai was also the master of the Criminal Department, so it would be a good choice for him to come forward to deal with Qin Yunwu.

  "It doesn't matter if he can't be killed!" Qin Wenbing, having experienced several setbacks, had matured a lot: "I've also prepared a few backup plans. He's now an inner disciple, and when going out on missions, there will be more opportunities. I just don't believe he'll always be so lucky every time!"

  What you think of, I also thought of! Qin Xiao Yue secretly said in her heart.

  However, he certainly wouldn't tell the other party that. He nodded and said, "Very well, as long as Qin Yun stays in the Mu Yang Dao, we have plenty of opportunities to deal with him."

  "As long as you can get rid of Qin Yun, I'll guarantee a spot for you to join the Tiancheng Sword Sect in three years!"

  Qin Wenbing knew that his own strength was insufficient. This year's clan competition, he wanted to stand out and grab a spot was almost an impossible thing.

  But three years later he was just over twenty and still had a chance to learn the Supreme Sword Dao and compete with his own elder brother!

  At this thought, his heart suddenly became fervent, and a flattering smile floated onto his face: "Thank you, big brother!"

  Qin Xiao Yue smiled calmly, but in his heart he was secretly seething with anger.

  Qin Yun, you must die!

  At this moment, Qin Yun, who was being gnashed and cursed by two of the Qin family's direct descendants, was handing over tasks in the outer affairs hall on Saturdays.

  The green wolf thieves of Qingfeng Ridge were slaughtered by him, and even the old Jun Palace, which was used as their lair, was burned to ashes with a single fire. This mission was naturally completed perfectly.

  With the official certificate obtained from the city guard officer of Lincheng, Qin Yun successfully completed his mission and received the reward for the merits of fifty families.

  He didn't stay in You Ri Lou for long and directly went to the nearby Zhai Xing Lou library to exchange his cultivation method with Sun Shangshu.

  Seeing Qin Yun's dusty appearance, Sun Dajie showed a rare smile on her face: "Not bad, you kid is still quite diligent in your cultivation, and you've made progress again after not seeing each other for a while. What kind of skill do you want to learn this time?"

  "Grandma, I want to switch to a yellow-grade sword technique and agility skill!"

  He had the Nine Yang Xuan Gong, which wouldn't need to be replaced for a very long time, but the Lian Huo Sword Technique and the Qian Li Shen Xing Body Technique were clearly incompatible with Qin Yun's current strength.

  After wandering outside for more than half a month, Qin Yun had cultivated the Thousand Mile Divine Movement to its highest realm of divine movement, and the Flame Sword Technique had also been cultivated to produce sword energy, with no possibility of further improvement.

  "Hmm!" Old Lady Sun nodded: "As for the Light Body Skill, I have a 'Floating Light Flash' that suits you. As for sword techniques, what type do you want? Internal Energy Sword Technique? Defensive Sword Technique? Rapid Attack Sword Technique?"

  The majestic swordsmanship of the nine states has been passed down for thousands of years, and by now, countless types of sword techniques have emerged. There are hundreds of them in this outer hall of the Muyang Dao alone.

  These swordsmanship have some coordination with internal energy properties, emphasizing the power of sword moves and sword postures, some are dense and heavy in defense, and some are fierce and swift to win quickly.

  Qin Yun knew that the family law of the Qin clan was based on the Zhuque Sword Manual and the Lieyang Sword Method, and the Lihuo Sword Method he mastered was the foundation of the Lieyang Sword Method. Originally, continuing to cultivate the Lieyang Sword Method was the best choice.

  But Lieyang Swordsmanship is a Xuan-level swordsmanship, the required contribution points are really too high, his current family contribution points are not enough to exchange for it.

  As for the top-level Vermilion Bird Sword Manual, it's better not to even think about it.

  "Grandma, I want a book on swift sword techniques!"

  The swift swordsmanship also branched out into many categories, some of which relied purely on speed to win, emphasizing one strike that could send the opponent flying thousands of miles away, making it most suitable for assassins and killers.

  There are also swords that move in a biased direction, with a strange and unpredictable style, often able to launch attacks from an unexpected angle, making it difficult for others to defend against.

  Some have even abandoned their defense, with swift and fierce swordsmanship, the momentum unfolding endlessly, mercilessly and unrelentingly; it's either the enemy dies or I perish!

  "Sun Aunt hesitated for a moment, turned around and picked out a thick sword manual from the bookshelf inside: "This Thundercloud Swordsmanship is only a yellow-grade sword technique, but its subtleties are no less than those of an ordinary Xuan-grade sword method.""

  "The sword moves like a swift thunderbolt, the sword's momentum flows like a flowing cloud. When cultivated to the highest level, it can achieve the Thundercloud Sword, with an astonishing power that turns defense into offense!"

  "Then I'll take it!" Qin Yun said without hesitation.

  He believed that Sun would not deceive him, and since it was recommended by the other party, there must be no mistake.

  "Don't rush to agree..." Madam Sun continued, "The Bolei Xingyun Sword Manual and your internal energy attribute are not the most compatible. Moreover, this sword manual is very difficult, and without sufficient perseverance and determination, it's hard to make progress, so you'd better think carefully!"

  Qin Yun smiled and said: "No need to consider it anymore, what I'm least afraid of is difficulty!"

  "You little fool!" The old lady's eyes sparkled with a hint of amusement: "Five hundred merits for the Sword Manual, three hundred merits for Floating Light and Shadow, can you take out a total of eight hundred merits?"

  The amount of merit required for exchanging yellow-level kung fu is several dozen times that of high-level kung fu, and it's really hard to get a common disciple with just one exchange.

  However, Qin Yun never used his merits to exchange for elixirs, so the majority of the merits he earned were saved up. Adding to what he had won from Qin Wenbing previously, he still had a considerable amount of capital.

  He immediately took out his personal luggage and pulled out a medal of honor that had been replaced long ago.

  After paying eight hundred merits, Qin Yun's originally heavy beast skin pouch suddenly became empty.